Izak stayed silent when Amadeus told him, but almost immediately, the other Angel brushed it away. It didn't matter, it was personal and Izak didn't push it any further.

When the weapon replaced the violin, he was amazed. Amadeus told him it was a flute, but it seemed more like a lance or a spear. Izak examined the weapon more closely, seeing the mouth piece he realised it really was an instrument.

"Does your violin transform into different weapons when someone else plays it?" Izak asked, watching Amadeus play it.

The Angel laughed. "Maybe I need a wepan like that more than you, I have to put up with him everyday." He said, watching the snow slowly melt away. The white colour not only reminded Amadeus of a deep buried memory but also reminded Izak of one.

"That's right...I died in the snow within the forest." He thought out loud by accident. When he realised it he quickly changed the topic. "Aah, I mean...does the weather change right away after you finish playing the violin?"

He lay there catching his breath a bit before getting back up straight, the violin still in his hand's grasp.

"That seems to be the case, yes. I first discovered this when Cressida played it. It changed into a guitar in the form of an axe. However as you can imagine these are dramtic changes for the instrument and take up a lot of power. So I can only use them for a short amount of time. Also I can't switch between weapons during battle. It would exhaust me quickly."

A small grin emerged on the his face.

"Perhaps, but these could come in handy for me one day."

Amadeus looked as the snow slowly melted away, along with his memory.

"Thats not quite how it works but you can think about it that way I suppose."

He put the instrument away finally in its case as he assumed he would no longer need for the time being. Though the other weapons would be more powerful for direct combat he still favored his violin for its magic mastery. The other instruments only dealt one kind of magical element and are mainly for battles in close combat.

"One who lingers in the past stays there. My friend was human, I was not. He died of old age, I continued to live. As I said I will never forget his kindness or the times we shared together, but remembering those times will not bring him back. It will only make me grief his death more. You might not think it harmful to remember one's past but my way of thinking is very... logical I suppose."

Amadeus stepped on the last remaining pile of snow and it melted under his weight.

"Incase you were wondering why I changed the subject so suddenly when you asked."

"Right, Cressida. So her's was an axe and mine was a spear...is there any pattern to it?" He asked, tilting his head a little bit to the side.

"Of course. Overall I just prefer to stick with my blade from Heaven." Izak smiled, raising his hand and touching the hilt of the sword. It was cold. "Of course I know how to use some other weapons."

Izak looked at the sky which was now clear blue. "You know...the way I think of it is, if you remember someone who has passed on already then that person will never really leave." He paused. "Because he or she will always stay in your heart."

A pattern... Amadeus didn't really know how it worked. He should of though, after all its his spirit that does the changing. Perhaps it has something to do with the emotions someone expresses in their playing. But that still leaves why the shape ends up the way it is.

Perhaps if I weren't seperate from the spirit I would understand

"I can't say for sure Izak, as surprising as it might sound I still don't know much to my current situation."

Amadeus couldn't help but chuckle a little when Izak pointed at his sword.

"Well I haven't seen you use it, but I can confirm that the demon prince is well learned in sword combat." he said pointing at the palm of his hand where he grabbed the sword when Kazi attacked.

Amadeus finally decided to refer to Kazi properly seeing as he was in no condition to fight and he feared the demon would arise again if said 'princess' once more.

"Its good to be educated with other weapons in this realm. You probably are more fair in combat than I am."

Izak's melody ringed through his mind once more and he too looked up at the sky.

Vincent... perhaps I will return to visit you once more and maybe we will meet again one day.

"You know Izak... you are far more emotional than any other angel I've known. Perhaps you've been in this realm for too long?" he said laughing a little.

"But I think... thats a good thing."